#HARPY SCREECH

[pidgeons-cliffbirds-love]

AAAHHAHWOQSNVEWIWOWOTHWIJWWJWIKWEEEEEEEEEEEE

Physically restraining myself from writing a coda fic for Lebanon, where John stays over at the bunker, Cas comes home in the middle of the night & there's tension between him and Dean over whether or not they will still share a room, and then 27-year-old Mary has to sit through Thee most homophobic breakfast with her dead ex-husband, closeted son, and his common law married, ancient eldrich boyfriend.

[kuudiwad]

Ponytober babyyyyyy

Day 1

Original character

Like all changelings Harpy eats love, but in the time of Chrysalis' reign, changelings go into hiding for their own safety and love has grown thin because of the pony races fighting amongst themselves.

The changelings resort to eating lesser feelings and primal urges/instincts from creatures like rodents and bugs. Harpy resorts to luring with her angler and traping ponies with her front legs or temporarily paralyzing them with her screech. Once they are trapped, she makes a deal with them..to give her their deepest secret in exchange for their life. If they tell the truth, she keeps her promise and lead them back out of the forest. Lie.. and they are lost.

She ALWAYS knows when they lie.

[rendside]

your art is beautiful im rly curious about your wc ocs as well!!! what happened to harpy?

Harpy’s injury was by an attempt to drown him on the day where he was supposed to become the leader, by the previous leader. (Leaders in greater way are known as crown holders.)

[wildsaltair]

the amount of appeal this man has for me cannot be fully expressed in human words

[vampyriix]

inserting harpy shen into spooky!lads au. she crashed through a window of the mansion

[skyward-floored]

What would the IAU boys do if there was a burglar inside their house?

Minorly freak out (or majorly, or not freak out at all depending on who it is), then either get their parents or decide it’s not that big a deal and go after the poor guy themselves. It depends who finds the robber...

Twilight would just pretend he’s like a guard dog and just scare him off— and if that doesn’t work, he probably resorts to crazy barking (he’d only bite if his siblings were in trouble).

Legend would turn invisible and sneak up on the guy and pretend to be a ghost, trip him, make creepy things happen etcetera until the guy freaks out and leaves. Makes things “float around” and does creepy noises all while his brothers are trying not to crack up in the background.

Wild just runs in and smacks the robber and then runs away again so fast he doesn’t know what happened, and keeps it up, also steals his weapon if he’s got one, and trips him and is just generally really annoying to deal with.

Hyrule wouldn’t even hesitate, he’d put a shield up and go after the robber no matter what he threw at him. Or he’d put the robber in a shield and roll him out the door and be like “goodbye so long never come here again!”

Wind does similar stuff as Legend and Wild, he’s just a nuisance with his wind, blowing the guy’s pants down and making him drop things. Probably does something stupid and runs right up to him, and Twilight has to haul him back and be like “HE HAS A GUN WIND CAN WE BE AT LEAST A LITTLE CAUTIOUS”

Four, before his powers show themselves, concocts some sort of clever plan that uses his sibling’s powers to chase the guy off or keep him trapped until they can call the police; after he has his powers, it’s mostly the same, but he also takes into account his own powers, and probably uses the four of himself to overwhelm the robber.

As for Time and Malon?

Malon grabs a frying pan and knocks the robber over the head, and Time just uses his powers enough to make his eyes glow in the dark and scares the crap out of the guy

[beastren]

FINALLY <3

[asmrbrainrot]

Rewatching this in the wee hours of the night and like…

WHY did Screech watch this dumbass steal his bread, run full force into a lamppost and go “THAT ONE! I WANT THAT ONE!”

What do you see in him my guy?!? I fear he is chronically moronsexual

[singull]

I wish I could block specific viral posts from showing up on my dash. Ya girl is tired of seeing that Reddit screenshot of someone asking people why they take days to reply to texts.

[habitual-creatures]

*Shakes head and lets out it's elk-call, running and slamming its side into a wall* N0! *Sobbing* I K33P L0SING 3V3RY0N3! *Slams side of its head into the wall* WHY D03S THIS K33P HAPP3NING?!

~CHA0TICALLY, DISC0RD/🕕

(( Firebrand and Kevin immediately basically double over in pain from the call. Meanwhile, Harpy rushes over and intercepts Discord, essentially pushing against them. Trying to stop them from doing that. Her fangs bared ))

DISCORD. LOOK AT ME. We don't even KNOW yet!

GET A HOLD OF YOURSELF!

THIS DOESN'T SOLVE ANYTHING.

NOW CUT IT OUT BEFORE I TEAR YOUR ANTLERS OFF!

[taraxippos]

I was on T for about 5 months before I chickened out (scared of being unable to pass as cis, for safety reasons) so my voice only dropped a little bit, but it dropped in a way where I now am stuck with a permanent pubescent teenager type voice crack which is ruining my life (not really I kind of love it)

[lostravensendhelp]

CAW CAW MOTHERFUCKER!

[cussundria-nerd-kneal]

And and and-- Maybe after stealing it, a few days later, you'd get a letter from the Inquisitor listing off the items PERFECTLY BY NAME, and requesting them back!

If Veilguard did use save ports (not even the Keep, straight up save ports) they would have the opportunity to pull the funniest move in Dragon Age history and make it so that there's a single chest in Solas' room in the lighthouse and all it has in it is all of the high-grade gear he stole from you at the end of Inquisition

[my-hearts-kickdrum-type-beat]

Hi bestie can I request a kiss cam with theo? tysm love u

Just keep watching

Pairing - Theodore Nott x Gf! reader

Summary - When you see yourself up on the big screen paired with Riddle, you freeze. Loud, yank jeers sound - you want to disappear. Luckily, your boyfriend's right behind you, ready to save the day.

Warnings - None ✿

WC: 0.8K

You had grown up completely quidditch-obsessed. Your room was draped head to toe with Holyhead Harpies merchandise, shelves weighted with frames of your favourite players.

You always told yourself that you'd become one of them - a player for the archives to be admired on and off the pitch. 

When you got to Hogwarts everything just clicked; by your third year, you were your house's star chaser - fast, agile, quick-thinking, everything that could be desired.

And your interests in the league had only exacerbated. Now, at seventeen, you had been scouted by your favourite team; a prospect for the Harpies, their newest starting chaser position waiting for when you finally graduate.

You'd been spoiled ever since they signed you. A rotation of brooms, kit, and so much more with the crest splashed across it. 

But best of all was the tickets. Whatever match you had a mere half a mind of going to; the admission for your entire party would be owled at a moment's notice. 

You took full advantage, and that's how you landed yourself at the Quidditch World Cup semi-final, Britain vs America, in the cosmopolitan stadium that blared the Star-Spangled Banner.

One of the many stereotypes of the American people that was confirmed today was the fact that they're friendly. Like, obnoxiously friendly.

And they also have deafening surround-sound speakers - what's up with that? They tend to use those systems to point out absolutely anyone of substance during breaks in play; god forbid anyone endure boredom.

You were just waiting for half time to end, trying your best to block out the cacophony of accents around you from all of Theo's little friends bickering with the blokes next to them about the match's "sure" outcome.

Your boyfriend had ran away, to be honest. You were fine with it because you knew that a loud, crowded area was the last place he thrived, but you still made his return with a cherry coke part of the freedom negotiations.

You switched the legs you had crossed and fiddled with a strand of your hair, lazily splitting it into three strands and beginning to plait it out of the drawling of the intermission.

The Americans had you in this match, there was no doubt. You wondered what they fed their children, because Merlin, were they all the size of a skyscraper on creatine. You brits couldn't compete with that. Your pasty, average 5'6, selves just didn't compare. You were quick, though. You could put up a fight if you needed to; clearly they just weren't tryin-

"C-c-c-come onnn!" 

A disgustingly off key screech that reminded of a muggle cartoon beamed through the stands.

"Hope you remembered your lip balm 'cause it's time for the kiss cam!" The melody made you roll your eyes in annoyance, undoing the small braid in preparation to redo it.

But then you were hit with cheers threatening your ears, and stares all over you. You looked up at the screen in confusion, and then your bored eyes widened in horror.

The thick, southern accent began again. "Bee-utiful young couple for y'all. Go on, give us a smooch."

You...and Riddle on the screen? Ew, ew, ew.

He had already begun shaking his head, trying to convince the onlookers to piss off, probably a few moments away from saying you were his sister.

"Oh, come on!" The speakers screeched again, your reddened cheeks about to pop with overwhelm.

That's when you felt it, the hand on your neck, the thumb pushing on the underside of your chin, forcing your head back to meet your boyfriend's waiting lips.

Theo's mouth claimed yours for a moment - hard and slow - an affirmation to you, and a correction to the audience. You weren't fucking Mattheo's. You were all his.

The explosion of cheers from the entertained crowd began, but you barely heard them.

Your boyfriend pulled away from the kiss, trailing it to the tip of your nose and forehead, then finally finishing his walk along his aisle, descending onto yours and taking his seat between you and Matt.

He wore a prideful smirk and held your cherried drink out to you. You took it silently, sipping it with your eyes locked on his while his thumb cleaned up the marks of your lip gloss that he had tracked across your face.

Riddle threw his arms over his best friend's shoulders from behind, a mocking lilt to his rough voice. "Oh, mwah, mwah, mwah, love you so much, marry me-"

Nott just rolled his eyes and scrunched his cheeks with his hand, muffling Matt's words without even looking at him. 

Once satisfied with your clear face, he tucked a loose strand of hair behind your ear and eyed the dots of condensation around the can. "Cold enough, cara?" He murmured softly.

You nodded, releasing your straw and smiling, pressing your lips to his tan cheek.

"Ladies and gentlemen, that was a hall of fame-worthy kiss! Make some noise!"

divider from @dollywons <3

Theodore Nott m.list

lowkey hate this

cutesy little ficlet to get your fix, hope i did well, anon! - send any more ideas you may have.

thank u sooo much for reading cutie pie!! ˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗

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[wonderjanga]

Marvel Finds Everything Cute

Marvel finds literally every creature cute and it’s either extremely disturbing or strange to the rest of the league.

Marvel, Aquaman, and Wondy: *in Tartarus*

Aquaman: “Is that Cerberus??”

Wondy: “Yes, yes, it is.”

Random Demon: *flailing around in one of its mouths*

Marvel: “Cerby!”

Cerberus: *all three heads perk up*

Marvel: “Drop.” *points down*

Cerberus: *spits him out*

Marvel: “Good boy!” *flies over to scratch under one of it’s heads*

Aquaman: *watching as Marvel coos over the dog*

Wondy: *kills the demon*

They all got to ride the Cerberus after that. Aquaman was on the left most head, Marvel was on the middle, and Diana was on the right. Hades was extremely confused when he saw this because he never thought Cerberus would act like this around mortals??

or

JL: *all wearing blindfolds besides Marvel because they don’t wanna go insane*

Marvel: *waves* “Hi Cthulhu!”

Cthulhu: *tentacle noise that’s the equivalent of “Hello, Champion*

Batman: “Mighty Cthulhu, we have come here today-”

Marvel: “You’re just as cute as I remember!” *disappears past the tentacles and is probably scratching his chin or something*

*silence*

Batman: “Captain, please step away from the primordial entity that can drive people insane with just one look.”

Marvel: *poked his head out of the tentacles, not that they can see* “But he’s adorable!”

Everyone on the JL was a little confused as to how Marvel was able to call the Lovecraftian entity cute but whatever.

or

Wondy and Marvel: *on a ship, watching a single harpy sing*

Marvel: *isn’t affected*

Wondy: *is a little affected but covering her ears makes it more less affective*

Marvel: “Look Diana! A Harpy!” *picks it up*

Harpy: *between singing and screeching at being picked up*

Wondy: “Brother, we cannot take it back to the Watchtower.”

Marvel: “But why?”

Wondy: “It will bewitch all the heroes with it’s song.”

Marvel: “Oh yeah…” *gloomily puts it back down and it runs off*

Marvel was like super depressed, but Diana just got him a chicken and that instantly made him happy again.

or

Constantine and Marvel: *both in Hell and walking down a path*

Hellhound: *pops in out of nowhere and starts barking*

Constantine: *gets jumpscared* “SHIT!”

Marvel: *sounds so excited* “A hellhound!” *bends down to pet it a bunch* “Who’s a good boy?”

Hellhound: *loving the attention*

Constantine: *watching this and judgmentally lights up a cigarette* “How do you do that, mate?”

Marvel: “Huh?”

Constantine: “I’ve heard from others that you’re like a fucking Disney princess when it comes to monsters for some reason. How do you do that? Is that something you get from being the champion?”

Marvel: “I don’t know actually!”

He actually doesn’t know, because Solomon told him that none of the Champions besides a couple were like this and it was just because they were good with animals and stuff. In other words, he and a couple others were like Disney princesses because they love animals, regardless of the fact that they’re alien or monsters or not.

[shymoob]

I’m SO EXCITED I can’t even think straight. This is literally all I’m going to be thinking about until this comes out.

→ AMERICAN HIGH SCHOOL AU

→ frat-boy!jock!Chris X nerdy!fem!reader

→ chris Redfield is the school heart-throb, but when he meets you he's soon willing to leave his high status behind

→ slow burn, strangers to lovers, Chris is a frat boy but changes his ways, mentions of bullying reader, slight angst, Chris is a player at first, reader is shy (and a cutie pie), she's also obsessed with pink

HEADCANNONS:

→ Chris meeting reader

You (unwillingly) sign up for first aid assistance for the football team, where you meet chris

STORY:

PART I (coming soon !!)

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